Incense

I hate these 3am "who's got stuff on their mind then?" things.
Still at least it gives me a chance to blog I realised last night that the house hasn't been itself lately, partly because I haven't been myself either most of the time.

It was quite a simple thing in that I don't seem to have been lighting incense. The smell was always part of the house but it's just been missing of late just not there.

I realised when I was cleaning because I always empty the burner boxes and for the third time during a clean up they still hadn't been used. I had an urge to light some, just because...... But that didn't seem right either.
Something has changed here, either in me or in the feeling of the house and I don't want incense at the moment. It doesn't seem to suit. I actually think it would make me cry. How strange is that?